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【Don't trust the actor's schedule】

Li Xiaoran woke up suddenly, but the other side of the bed was empty, and the quilt was neatly folded.

Zhou Cheng...

Li Xiaoran pressed his lips, Zhou Cheng's temperature still vaguely remained on it.

But he knew it was his illusion.

Because when he was half asleep and half awake last night, he clearly remembered a scene——

Because of the cold weather, he habitually rolled into Zhou Cheng's bed. Zhou Cheng didn't hug him as usual, but helped him cover the quilt and retreated himself, and the two of them could still lie down. one person.

Li Xiaoran woke up angry for a long time, some people would get angry, but he was depressed and couldn't cheer up anything.

It hasn't been like this for a long time.

When they first started living together, he would get up early to exercise and make breakfast to seduce Zhou Cheng with the aroma.

Seeing Zhou Cheng's annoyed and helpless expression, he couldn't help secretly laughing.

Later in the winter they moved in to sleep together because of his injury.Li Xiaoran also started to learn to be lazy, and changed the time of exercising to night, and found himself in Zhou Cheng's bed every morning when he woke up.

You can see Zhou Cheng's eyelashes when you turn your head, maybe his eyes are too burning, Zhou Cheng will wake up every time he counts halfway.At this moment, Li Xiaoran would stuff his cold paws from sticking out of the bed into his arms to divert Zhou Cheng's attention.

but……

It's only six o'clock in the morning.

Li Xiaoran rolled towards Zhou Cheng's side, stretched out his arms to hug the tofu he had folded, and buried his head on the pillow.

When he realized that this behavior was a bit abnormal, he was enveloped by the familiar smell and didn't want to move at all.

Be perverted, be perverted...

The man couldn't see it anyway.

……

It was already late when Zhou Cheng returned home, but he didn't expect that the floor lamp was still lit in the living room.

Li Xiaoran's gaze fell on the floor blankly, and he suddenly raised his head when he heard the sound.

"You, are you back?"

He was obviously the one who fell in love, what is this person doing so pitifully...

"Why don't you sleep?" Zhou Chengqiang asked calmly, he was afraid to taste the beauty of yesterday again.

He was afraid to look at his wronged expression and couldn't help it...

I can't help but imagine that he also likes me.

"I, I'm waiting for you." Li Xiaoran met his gaze, inexplicably flustered.

Zhou Cheng couldn't bear to see his appearance, it was obvious that he had done nothing wrong.

Secret love is a personal thing.

"Xiao Ran." Zhou Cheng walked over and bent over to look at him.

"I heard from Uncle Shen something about your childhood." Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, but I still haven't been able to become your family, I have failed your trust in me, and I have broken your trust." Imagine."

"No!" Li Xiaoran held his wrist and repeated, "I have lived up to it."

"Xiao Ran." Zhou Cheng caressed the back of his hand with his right hand, and opened his fingers little by little, "Actually, I should join the group today, but I still want to come back to see you."

"Joining the group..." Li Xiaoran was a little dazed, he had the impression that Zhou Cheng's entry into the group was to film if there was a scene, and he would find himself for dinner if there was no film.

"Yeah." Zhou Cheng opened his last finger, "We may not see each other for more than half a year."

"If..." He pursed his lips, "You feel disgusting, you can move out without telling me, I won't..."

Li Xiaoran grabbed his wrist again, "I don't feel sick!"

"I know." Zhou Cheng smiled, the person he likes has always been so warm.

"Zhou Cheng, we have to..." Li Xiaoran stubbornly exerted force on his fingertips, as if this could keep him.

"Xiao Ran, I'm sorry." Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand and scratched gently on his forehead, "I can't change this alone."

Li Xiaoran's hand came down, but with another effort, it was empty.

He didn't know when Zhou Cheng left.

All I know is that looking at Zhou Cheng's back in the dark, he seems to have returned to extreme hypoxia training.

It was like going back to when he was a child, the only time his physical mother saw him.

The heart was twisted together, and the darkness pressed down like a narrow cage, trapping him firmly in it, but he couldn't find the key to get out.